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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 13, 2007 18:46:58 GMT -5
Yeah, I have no story line idea, but hey, I'll be spontanteous! Write whatever comes to mind. But, first, a little about my character:
Name: Jasmine Williams Age: 22 Job: unemployed Height: 5'4" Eyes: icy blue Hair: a little past her shoulders; black Friends: Roger, Mimi, Collins, Mark, Maureen, Joanne, and, of course...ANGEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh, and Lys' character once she gets a name
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 13, 2007 18:58:03 GMT -5
Name: Melina Cohen Age: 23 Job: photographer and painter Height: 5'2" Eyes: hazel Hair: long and dark brown Family: Mark Cohen Friends: Mark, Roger, Maureen, Collins, Benny, Mimi.
She just moved to New York to live with her twin brother and Roger. She hasn't met Angel or Jasmine yet.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 13, 2007 19:04:25 GMT -5
((okay. lets start!))
I woke up, and the first thing I heard was Mimi curse and a kettle fall to the floor. I walked out to the kitchen to see what had happened. "You okay?" I asked. Mimi looked up. "Oh, yeah. The pot was hot." She said, grabbing a towel to clean up the water that had spilled.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 13, 2007 19:20:13 GMT -5
Melina walked out of the cab and got her things. She looked up at the building in front of her and sighed before walking in. She went up to the floor her brother lived on and knocked on the door. "Mark?! You home?!" She questioned through the closed door. Of course he's home. It's Christmas smartass. A voice in her head said. She smirked and shook her head, feeling stupid.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 13, 2007 19:26:29 GMT -5
((you can write it in the 'i' pov. idk why i did mine that way))
"Here, let me help." I said, grabbing another towel. "Thanks, but I got it. I actually might be going out today. You gonna be okay here alone?" Mimi asked. I nodded. "I'll go up and see what Mark's doing today." I said. "Have fun." She said sarcastically. "Hey, it's not everyday you meet a guy who's girlfriend left him for another girl." I said, grabbing my coat.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 13, 2007 19:33:46 GMT -5
((i aint going back to change it tho. too lazy))
Mark answered the door and embraced me in a big hug. "Hey! How are you?" He said, I just shrugged and followed him in. "You remember Roger right?" He asked. I looked over to the couch and smiled, seeing my old crush sitting there. "Hey Mel." He said, getting up and walking over. I blushed as he hugged me and Mark smirked at me. "Hey Roger. You let you're hair grow out?" He nodded. "Write that song yet?" He rolled his eyes. "Just like your brother." He said sitting back down and I grinned. "Yeah I am. I even got dumped for another girl too." I said and Mark glared at me. Then there was a knock at the door.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 15, 2007 21:18:15 GMT -5
I knocked at the door, and waited for Mark to answer. "Hey, what's up?" He asked as I walked in. "Yeah, merry Christmas to you too." I said, and hugged him. "Hey Roger." I said, and he hugged me too. "Uhm, Jasmine. This is my sister Melina. Melina, this is my friend Jasmine." Mark said, turning us to a girl. "Hi." I said, sticking my hand out for a handshake.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 15, 2007 21:24:51 GMT -5
"Hey." I said, shaking Jasmine's hand. "It's good to know I won't be the only girl since Maureen left. Now, where the hell is Collins? I haven't seen him in a while." I added and sat in one of the recliners. Mark shrugged. As if on que, the phone rang and Collins told him to throw down the key. A few minutes later he came walking in with a girl in a christmas suit. "Merry Christmas Bitches!" He yelled, keys in his mouth and bucket in one hand, the girls' hand in the other.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 15, 2007 21:27:01 GMT -5
"Collins!" I yelled, tackling him in a hug. I almost made him drop everything he was holding. I looked over to the girl he brought with him.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 15, 2007 21:41:04 GMT -5
"Hey Jasmine! You guys remember Angel right?" Collins said, motioning to the brilliant girl at his side. Mark laughed a little. "How could we forget?" He said and hugged them both, as did Roger. "Uhm..hello? I here too..." I said, making my presence known by the two. Collins eyes went wide and he walked over, embracing me tightly. "Hey Mel! How ya been?" I shrugged, he took Angel's hand and brought her forward. "This is my girl, Angel." He said. "Angel, Mark's sister Melina." We hugged quickly and I sat back down.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 16, 2007 17:27:54 GMT -5
"Angel...I want a hug!" I said, and Angel came over and hugged me. "I'm sorry. I didn't see you standing by the window all by yourself." She said, and I smiled. "I'm just thinking." I said.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 16, 2007 17:33:08 GMT -5
I looked up at Jasmine and debated whether or not to ask. I shrugged to myself and went to my bag, grabbing my camera. "Just like her brother." Collins said with a smile and Mark smirked. "No, I take photos. He makes a documentary....big difference." I said and pointed my camera at Angel. "Do you mind? I take pictures of everyone I meet." I said. She smiled and shrugged. I took a picture of her doing a weird pose then turned to Jasmine. "Do you?" I questioned, holding up the camera a little.
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 16, 2007 17:35:02 GMT -5
"No. Go ahead." I said, looking to Angel. She was always there for me when I needed a friend ever since my parents died when I was seven.
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Post by Annabelle Black on Jan 16, 2007 17:50:37 GMT -5
I smiled and got a good picture of her looking like she was thinking. Again, my curiousity rose to wanting to know what it was. I was gonna ask when Angel spoke up. "Well, we're gonna go to Life Support. Anyone wanna come?"
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Post by Lillian Black on Jan 16, 2007 17:56:45 GMT -5
"I wanna come. And I need to talk to you about something afterwards, Angel." I said, pulling my jacket on again. I looked over to Melina. "Do you want to come?" I asked.
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